things i will find myself saying as i adjust to being back in nyc
- ugh, way too much to blog. why can’t i just eat cheese?
- wow, the homeless people here really look homeless
- you call that a hipster?
- where are the compost bins at the restaurants?
- there’s sure a heck of a lot of people out at night
- i can’t even decide where to go out, there’s so much open
- why are there no tasting flights at this bar?
- you mean i can’t try all the wines?
- why is this bread not sourdough
- why the f did i buy so much honey
- why are there so many old people and chicks?
- what the hell is that big yellow bright thing in the sky?
- you call that a hill?!
- where the frig are all the jam samples?
- why is that guy yelling?
- if you don’t have to hit it with a mallet, it’s not worth eating
- where are all the scenic views near bodies of water?
- my ceilings are nowhere near 14 ft
- can you tell me if this tshirt is sustainable? that matters to me.
- if i don’t listen to taylor swift’s ‘you belong with me’ for over a week, it makes me cry like the first time. lesson learned!
